Dance and Pants

November 15, 2016
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I came home from school one day
because some person made fun of my pants,
not due to the fact that I was in dance.
That was a secret,
and I intended
to keep it.

For if someone made fun of me for my sweatpants,
imagine what they’d make of a guy in dance.

But much to my surprise
that when I revealed what I tried to hide,

I did not get made fun of,
I did not get harassed.

I was exhilarated to see all the
support that I had.
I just wish I had it the day that I cried.

I still go to dance.

What I find funny out of all this,
is the thing I wore publicly left me crying at night,
yet the thing that I hid actually helped me instead.
I never wore sweatpants again.

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